Wednesday, 13 April 2011

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were? ~Satchel Paige

Imagine you are so frail,
Frail enough,
That by a simple act of tripping you'd break a bone.

Imagine your heart becomes so weak,
It fails you from time to time.

Imagine your memories start to fade,
Faces stop looking familiar,
And names make no sense.

Imagine that everytime you look in the mirror,
You see lines of your life drawn across your face.

Imagine a time,
A time when you have no saying as to how your life is run.

Imagine a night,
Every night,
When you can't promise to be there tomorrow.

Imagine growing old.

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